“AGAINST ALL ODDS”
True story: I remember being alone in my room and getting down on my knees and began to pray. Moved in spirit I prayed about things that concerned me at this time and… Continue reading
Red! Self-destruct! I hold my breath until the water hisses. Perhaps not today. Anyway, decaf is not a volatile substance. On the couch my sister sits hunched over a Mac Book adorned with… Continue reading
Dear Autumn, RE: Where Are You This Year? I write to you with a grave concern I felt compelled to express. I am consumed with sorrow, because of your absence. May I enquire,… Continue reading